Libby Page

Brandeglio

A winding path led down into a mysterious wood by a tiny little village near Bagni di Lucca in Tuscany. The yellow brick road is entirely my own invention; I wanted to convey that sense of courage that comes from setting out on an adventure into the unknown, whatever it may bring.

Eden

This painting comes with a poem: I have been trying to decide, What is good and evil, But that apple was never meant for me. The gift was a garden to tend, To wander and love in, Take a lesson from the birds and the bees. Oil on canvas, silver and gold leaf with glazes of umber and blue. 150cm x 50cm

Little Growing Baby Trees

There's hope! Nothing can quite describe the loss of the 44,000 plane trees that are being felled all along the banks of the Canal du Midi, but there is a glimmer of hope as new trees, of different varieties are planted. Here we see little poplar trees starting what will hopefully be a long and happy life near Roubia, Southern France. Oil on canvas, 54cm x 73cm

Je Te Protege

It was an impulse, a spontaneous action moments before locking the door and leaving for London to hear the news. I turned, picked up the brush and surrounded each tree with a protective pink blanket. Oil on canvas, 80cm x 60cm